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“Yes, that I will,” replied his brother,
from whose thoughts nothing could be
further than laughter at that moment.
“Who is it?”

“ Well, then,” said Walter, gravely, “I
think it was Juno.”
“Juno!” exclaimed Mertoun. “ You
extraordinary child; who ever heard of
a dog stealing marbles ?”

“There, now,” said Walter, “you pro-
mised not to laugh at me.”

“But you are so droll, child, Who
could help laughing at such a notion?”

“Why, brother, I have heard of a
magpie stealing spoons and forks, and I
do not see why a dog should not steal
marbles.”

“Excellent reasoning! And what makes
you suspect poor Juno?”

“Why, I thought I heard her barking